253: C253 Each Has Its Own Means

C253 Each Has Its Own Means

The Outer Sect disciple at the side was also "shaken up" as he said to the service disciple: "Junior Brother, are we seeing things? Why don't we give each other a slap?"

The two of them looked each other in the eye, and then heavily slapped each other in the face. That Outer Sect disciple cursed loudly.

The service disciple was slapped to the side and staggered a few steps. He had completely forgotten the pain on his face. Instead, he was so excited that his eyes were brimming with tears.

Because he was one of the nearly seventy thousand remaining people. He loudly shouted at the moment: "sect master, help us Myriad Swords Sect disciples" avenge us! "

However, his voice had long been drowned out by the boiling human voices.

Elder Zhu also laughed out loud, excitedly saying to his junior brother, "So the legend is true, ah. 20,000 years ago, the sect suffered an attack from three super sects and was besieged by countless other subordinate sects. It has already fallen to six peaks."

At that time, Ancestor Long Xiaoning, who was in "seclusion", was awoken by the sect's "Eighteen voices". He, with his "early stage Profound Monarch Stage" strength, gathered nearly four hundred thousand disciples and unleashed "Myraid Sword Formation."

He had forcefully killed hundreds of his "peers" as well as several supreme elders. He had saved my Myriad Swords Sect from the brink of life and death.

Furthermore, there is also the ninth generation ancestor, the "Jian Wuchen" of the Jian family. When the cultivation level reaches a major power, it can display "Myraid Sword Formation" by itself and bring the sect to glory.

Pushing the "Yan Wu Continent" horizontally could be said to be comparable to the "founder of the sect, Jian Tianyang", who pushed the sect to the peak of martial arts.

In this era, we now have Myriad Swords Sect once again. In this generation of peerless sect master, we even have the "Three Great Peerless Monster", and even ordinary evildoers come out one after the other.

The disciples of my clan are even more united. There is no need to worry about my "Myriad Swords Sect", and it will not return to the grand occasion that happened eighty thousand years ago.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena was extremely strange. Sect Master Wang Kunloong, who was standing in front of the "Myriad Swords Sect" disciples, pointed one sword at the sky and one sword at the ground.

Suddenly, there were a lot of noisy noises behind him, "Jingru heard". She understood clearly in her heart what sect master wanted to do.

All the "Myriad Swords Sect Disciples" immediately opened up a distance, and began to display the fourth form of "Myraid Sword Formation": Brute Force!

Without even a hint of discussion, it was obvious that they were extremely strong. The moment the three allied armies weakened, they became cowardly and no longer had the "arrogance" of when they had succeeded in their sneak attack earlier.

On the contrary, the fear in their hearts had reached its peak as they continued to retreat further and further. This was because the rules of the three great forces were extremely strict and cruel.

Unlike them, they retreated in an orderly manner, because they did not dare to run for their lives as they had yet to receive any orders.

If the leaders of the three Alliances had given the order to retreat, they would have escaped long ago.

However, if they were allowed to stay behind, they would unhesitatingly carry out the order. Although they would lose their lives, it would be much better than going back alive and even escaping to other places.

If they were to be captured, the consequences would be extremely difficult to deal with. They would suffer endless torture, and when they thought of the consequences, they couldn't help but tremble.

That was the reason why, even though they were afraid, they did not dare to run away without any orders.

The two leading 'Profound Monarch Stage' experts, Devil Sect and evil way shouted at the same time, "Form the formation to defend."

Over a hundred thousand Devil Sect, Cultivator Army immediately cut open a big hole in each of his left arm, bleeding profusely. He even chanted an incantation while his right hand formed a seal.

Immediately above their heads, a faint shadow gathered and formed, as though it was a hand. The blood that flowed out from the heads of the tens of thousands of Devil Sect, were all jet-black blood, and all of them floated into the skies, fusing together.

A gigantic black hand appeared, exuding a monstrous aura. The old man bellowed, "Hand of the Devils!" He seemed to want to tear apart all the enemies in front of him.

"At the same time." The people of the Evil Dao were all gathered together. Over a hundred thousand of them sat cross-legged and assumed a strange posture. Their hands slapped on their chests at the same time and they spat out a mouthful of their blood.

The veins on the ground began to be absorbed one by one, and like blood vessels, the blood was channeled into the heart, controlled by the brain, and then attacked viciously.

They were all gathered together at the center where the evil old man sat down to form a blood-red blade. The blade was blood-red, and there was even countless drops of blood rolling off of it. It looked extremely strange.

However, it was a real existence. That evil old man also loudly shouted, "Blood Blade Shattering the Sky!"

Not only did it exude a "strong stench of blood" and a strong killing intent, there was even a large success rate "Saber Intent" which appeared on the surface of the blood saber.2

As for the leader of the demon race, "Wolf Xuanyuan", he was completely dumbfounded. Seeing that the three forces were going to engage in a life and death battle, he looked at the several tens of thousands of Demonic Beast s in front of him.

Because they are "from different bloodlines", different Demonic Beast races, even if they have the bloodline inheritance, and each have their own secret methods to increase strength.

However, it was impossible for them to gather their power together to resist at the same time. The most "strong" aspect of the Demonic Beast was their flesh.

He would never set up a formation, nor would he cast the same secret art at the same time. When they were stacked together, he could only use his own body to "charge in."

It decisively ordered tens of thousands of Demonic Beast s to retreat behind the evil and Devil Sect camps.

If one were to stare foolishly at the three of them, it was needless to say that the first to die would definitely be their demi-humans. They would definitely be "completely annihilated"; there was absolutely no problem with this.

So, they decisively retreated to the back. Even though their ancestor was "instantly killed", he was sent a sound transmission by the leaders of the evil way and Devil Sect.

They had the demon race stand at the back and be prepared to attack them at any time. They were all very confident that the secret techniques unleashed by these two great forces would come at a certain price for the time being.

He had lost some of his fighting strength, and after defending, he believed that he would not be able to use any other major moves on the Myriad Swords Sect for the time being.

If he could unleash it limitlessly, he would have dominated "Divine Martial Empire" long ago, and even all the way to the level of Yan Wu Continent.

But their guesses were indeed correct. Twenty thousand years ago, at Myriad Swords Sect, Ancestor Long Xiao Ning had killed over a hundred "Profound Monarch Stage" and a few powerful experts in succession.

Of the remaining four hundred thousand or so disciples, although they had achieved a "complete victory", they were still able to kill a thousand enemies and wound themselves eight hundred times.

On the spot, nearly half of the disciples had expended all their life force and died in battle.

Thirty percent of the disciples were heavily injured, and in just one year, the number of disciples that couldn't recover from their injuries was very high.

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